Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

After being slightly shocked, Yan Ruqin's palm moved, and a Longsword appeared.    

It was a red Longsword with runes engraved on it, emitting heat waves. It was obviously a spirit weapon, and its level wasn't low either, reaching the level of a middle grade spirit weapon.    

With the spirit sword in hand, the red light surrounding Yan Ruqin's body blossomed.    

The [Arena] sword-stance.    

Following this stern shout, his eyes focused and the sword light of the Longsword blossomed like fireworks. It had a great momentum capable of sweeping the world, and a wave of scorching flames enveloped Ye Feng, who was in front of him.    

Swish!    

Ye Feng stood in his original position, his eyes slightly narrowing. He had taken in every single movement Yan Ruqin had made, even the seemingly incomparably sharp sword force attack, completely under his control.    

"Fire attribute? But his sword techniques are nothing. "    

After sensing it for a bit, Ye Feng had a rough outline of Yan Ruqin's strength.    

This was the benefit of having a strong mental strength. Being able to control it a step earlier allowed one to see the opponent's strength and even their moves.    

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth raised into a smile, Yellow Ranking 33? It was nothing compared to the Jiang Liuyun he had encountered with his Raging Flame Earth Valley.    

Back then when he defeated Jiang Liuyun with his Raging Flame Earth Valley, Ye Feng still needed to use his injuries to defeat him because he could sense how powerful Jiang Liuyun was. But facing this Yan Ruqin, Ye Feng felt that there was no need to do this.    

"Let me tell you, I, Ye Feng, do not have the strength to enter this palace."    

Just as the sword force pierced through the void and was approaching him, Ye Feng's hand suddenly flashed, and a short iron rod appeared. His body moved, and similarly, a burst of hot flames burst out from his body.    

Seventh month of Flame Blade!    

Ye Feng took a step forward, and struck with the short iron rod in his hand.    

It was like a black rainbow streaking across the sky with an unstoppable force. In the end, the Rod Shadow danced and with a thunderous force, the short iron rod hacked at the sword shadow. Bang!    

Wild flames burned the prairie.    

The Ghost Flame Fox cried out.    

[Silver Flower of the Flaming Tree].    

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Three consecutive strikes, each one containing a terrifying aura.    

Under such a powerful blade technique, Yan Ruqin's face changed, the sword style was like a young wife in front of her mother-in-law, restrained to the point that her limbs were bound, and she was forced to retreat.    

Even with a spirit weapon in hand, he was still unable to use it.    

"What a powerful blade technique." At this time, Yan Ruqin's heart became heavy, and he felt a huge pressure.    

He realised that although Ye Feng's cultivation had not yet entered the Half-Step Innate Stage, the Vital Qi was not weaker than him.    

"What's going on?" At the side, the other disciple from Chaoyuan Sect had a startled expression, and revealed a face full of astonishment.    

"Senior Brother Yan is someone with perfect Half-Step Innate Stage, how could he be suppressed by a Martial Cultivator? Regardless of imposing manner, strength, or moves, he was at a disadvantage. How could this Ye Feng, whose Yellow Ranking is ranked forty-seven, be so powerful? "    

"I knew this would happen, Senior Brother Yan is too reckless, I hope …" Ye Feng can be merciful. "    

Bei Qingmann laughed bitterly as she shook her head.    

Weng! *    

Red light flashed, under Ye Feng's fierce attack, Yan Ruqin was forced to retreat step by step, the entire plaza had already become Ye Feng's domain.    

Bang!    

Suddenly, a loud sound was heard. The black Rod Shadow sliced through the air and destroyed the Longsword.    

Clap clap!    

Yan Ruqin felt a terrifying wave descending from the sky, causing him to stop breathing. The strong pressure caused his blood to boil, and even his blood vessels to feel as though they were about to burst.    

Since he had started cultivating in the Martial Dao, there had never been a moment like this where he felt so afraid and powerless.    

"This strength, this technique, it's truly unreasonably strong …" No wonder this person was able to enter the Yellow Ranking with his Clear Heart Stage. " As he retreated, Yan Ruqin was shocked.    

His eyes were in a daze as he looked at the Rod Shadow s that took the opportunity to attack.    

The power contained in that strike was simply too great.    

Especially that kind of heaven-splitting, earth-shattering, fearsome aura that struck fear into one's soul, Yan Ruqin felt fear rising from the bottom of his heart.    

His heart turned cold and he lost all will to fight.    

Crash …    

After barely dodging the rod strike, Yan Ruqin's back was leaned against the ice-cold wall of the palace. Since he had reached this step, he had nowhere to retreat to.    

Phew...    

Just as he stopped in his tracks, another Rod Shadow descended like a mountain.    

With a huge bang, the Spirit Weapon in his hand, Longsword, was smashed apart by the huge force and left his palm. Just as the black light continued to hack downwards, Yan Ruqin's heart almost jumped out of his chest.    

At this moment, he felt the intense fear brought about by death.    

If he had known earlier, he would not have attacked Ye Feng.    

Yan Ruqin had such a thought.    

However … It was too late to regret.    

Not only did Yan Ruqin feel fear in his heart, even the disciples of the Chaoyuan Sect and Bei Qingmann felt endless regret.    

"Young Master Ye, show mercy." Bei Qingmann suddenly shouted loudly.    

Yan Ruqin was the nephew of a great clan elder in Chaoyuan Sect. If he died in Ye Feng's hands, there was no possibility for the two of them to reconcile. As for this Ye Feng, her innate strength was beyond imagination and she had saved his life. No matter what the outcome was, Bei Qingmann did not want to see it.    

Phew...    

Just as she finished speaking, the other end of the short iron rod stopped one foot above Yan Ruqin's head. The violent and violent wind caused the head of the pale-faced Yan Ruqin to burst out from the bun, and many of his hair flew off from his body due to the explosive force.    

However, the rod had stopped in the end.    

Bei Qingmann exhaled a long breath, and Chen Lei also calmed down.    

That blow just now was as swift as thunder and as imposing as a rainbow. How could he suddenly retract his attack?    

After their minds landed, their hearts were shocked.    

Attacking one at a time involved an imposing manner that shot into the sky like a rainbow. To advance forward, one must concentrate all of one's power into one strike, to attack with all of one's strength could be said to contain the essence energy of a Martial Cultivator, which was extremely taxing.    

This was just like an arrow that had left the bowstring. It was very difficult to retract the attack that had already been launched.    

In order to do that, one had to have absolute control over their own attacks, or they had to be adept at maneuvering and did not use their full strength.    

Regardless of which point it was, it had undoubtedly made Ye Feng's image in their hearts rise by three points.    

For a person to reach such a level in Clear Heart Stage, other than some peerless geniuses, there might not even be a single other person.    

In the entire Chaoyuan Sect, only Bei Haiming could defeat Yan Ruqin. Could it be that Ye Feng's true strength was even higher than the First Senior Brother's Bei Haiming?    

Bei Qingmann and Chen Lei looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock.    

"Thank you …" "I will not kill you."    

After two breaths of time, Yan Ruqin finally regained his senses, his lips were trembling as he said those words. At that moment, he no longer had any thoughts of going against Ye Feng.    

Ye Feng smiled and kept the short iron rod back into the Storage Ring.    

"Now, do I have the qualifications to enter this palace?"    

"..."